[She lets out a slow breath, trying to get a hold of her emotions. Knowing that everything she'd done, everyone she'd lost, was for naught--
No. No, she can't think like that. Still, Diana stares down into her coffee, struggling to control her face and voice. When she finally speaks, her voice is steady.]
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No. No, she can't think like that. Still, Diana stares down into her coffee, struggling to control her face and voice. When she finally speaks, her voice is steady.]
I see. At least I know now, for when I return.